Behind the Mask
To everyone, I'm such a happy young girl.
There's more to me than what meets the foolish eye.
I love nothing more than to care for people.
It breaks my heart to see the naive and angers it to see the greedy.
I have made all these plans for my future
I know that plans don't always work out.
I do my best to treat everyone with kindness and respect.
I tend to feel forgotten, and some days even cast out.
I hope to someday be loved by someone I love.
Outside of the love for my family, I don't know what love is.
I could smile all day and seem happy all the way.
Inside my heart, I'm crying, possibly dying.
Is there possibly a way out from behind this mask?
I want to be myself,
But myself is such a broken person,
And a broken person can't make others smile
Or make lives seem worthwile.